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Monday, July 15, 2013

Why I love mornings...

Red Franipani flowers basking in sunlight in my yard back homeWhen night is almost done, And sunrise grows so near That we can touch the spaces,It 's time to smooth the hair And get the dimples ready, And wonder we could care For that old faded midnight That frightened but an hour.

- Emily Dickinson

What a lovely poem by Dickinson !!!Short and sweet....The loveliest things really do come in small packages.

If I am able to watch the sunrise and bask in the early morning light, I am ready to face the day with a big smile on my face. Today was just such a day. I went for a relaxing walk on our terrace which have a beautiful garden view. The cool morning breeze caressed my cheeks and told me I am loved. The tweets of the song birds calmed down my tired heart. When the sun painted the sky with an array of splendid colours, I got to see an animated gallery of paintings that changed every minute.

Then chirpings started to fade and the birds flew away one at a time promising to return after a hectic day.

It was signal for me to start my day too.

With a calm heart and a face bright with a smile I face this day with a new hope.